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Chapter 1111 My Little Brother, Zhang Liyang

"It finally stopped running and asked me if it looked like a human or a god..."

Zhang Tiezhu briefly explained the previous process.

Upon hearing this, Lao Wangtou's expression changed again and again.

He felt... Zhang Tiezhu's ranking could be upgraded.

Wudaogou’s top three donkeys, horses, and eggs are not enough.

He is truly the number one!

I saw a talking Huang Xian on the road. This guy dared to chase people and beat him!

"It, it asked you if you look like a human or a god, so it's using your mouth to ask for the seal..." Old Wangtou said helplessly: "This is a good thing. If the request for seal is successful, it will be in a good mood, and it will be in a good mood in the future.

Maybe I’ll repay you in return!”

"And... if it asks you whether it looks like a human or an animal, it proves that Taoism is not enough."

"Those who are more profound will ask you directly whether you are like a human or an immortal."

"And if I ask you, does it look like a human or a god...it proves that it has a very high level of conduct."

Hearing what Lao Wangtou said, Zhang Tiezhu's face turned even darker.

Is Huang Pizi a good person?

Isn't he the unlucky one?

"Old Wangtou, do you have any way to deal with it?!" Zhang Tiezhu asked hurriedly.

"Tell me first, how do you answer it... Normally, even if you don't answer something like this, it won't hold a grudge against you that much. It wants to kill you now," Old Wangtou said.

, and also took a look behind Zhang Tiezhu.

"I...I just told it to study hard and love science..." Zhang Hezhushan said, feeling a little cold on his back, as if someone was blowing air conditioning on him from behind.

If he had known that things would turn out like this.

How could he offend this Huangxian!

"You... are so talented!"

Lao Wangtou didn't know what to say about Zhang Tiezhu.

He was really left speechless.

Who in the world can come up with such an answer?

"Old Wangtou, please stop being so nagging...tell me what to do!" Zhang Tiezhu said hurriedly. He felt a gust of wind behind him, as if he was being stared at by some wild beast.

But he knew very well that he and Lao Wangtou were the only two people in this room.

Lao Wangtou shook his head helplessly: "I'll give it a try... Let's check the situation first and ask my old immortal to come up. You kid, please remember to be kind and don't talk nonsense!"

Lao Wangtou solemnly emphasized.

He doesn't worry about other people's words, mainly because this iron pillar is too natural.

"Okay, okay, don't worry, you don't understand me yet." Zhang Tiezhu agreed quickly.

Lao Wangtou sighed, closed his eyes, and his body began to sway...

He shook more and more, and his eyes began to shed tears, and he breathed heavily.

This process is called inviting immortals.

The people who worship the immortals in the Northeast always look like this when looking at things.

It's just that the physical symptoms and reactions vary from person to person, depending on who the immortal family is.

Zhang Tiezhu heard his friend Liu Heizi say before that he had seen the Pig Fairy getting upper body... and the first thing he did was drink two bowls of swill!

After learning about this incident, Zhang Tiezhu's Coke was broken.

He also joked to Liu Heizi that if he wanted to tell fortunes, he must go to that master, he must be true!

In order to defraud money, who would do two bowls of swill?

Zhang Tiezhu's heart trembled...

If it was before, he wouldn't be afraid of this kind of thing at all, but now he is a little unsure.

"Bang" "Bang"

Lao Wangtou suddenly slapped his hands on the table, then raised his head and looked at Zhang Tiezhu.

His eyes are closed and not opened...

"Hara Qi... Come on, have some Hara Qi..."

Lao Wangtou's voice changed, and it was the voice of a feminine old lady, with a high-pitched voice.

Angry?

What's that?

"Old Immortal, you...what is Hara Qi?" Zhang Tiezhu asked hurriedly.

He knew that Lao Wangtou was possessed now and that the other party was speaking slang in the industry.

But what is halaqi?

He doesn't understand at all.

"You...you...wine...baijiu..."

The old fairy possessing Lao Wang's head was so angry that he pointed his finger at the bottle of Lao Baigan on the table.

There is also a small wine glass in front of Lao Baigan.

"oh oh!"

Zhang Tiezhu responded hurriedly, then opened Lao Baigan's bottle of dried wine and handed it to Lao Wangtou.

"Old immortal, please drink!"

Zhang Tiezhu is very polite now.

The old immortal possessing Lao Wang's head took over Lao Baigan.

500ml of Laobaigan.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Zhang Tiezhu could smell the smell of alcohol.

result......

"Gudong" "Gudong"......

The old immortal possessing Lao Wang's head did it directly.

It was gone in one gulp!

Zhang Tiezhu was dumbfounded.

Is this okay?

Massive!

"Ah... I'm so angry, so angry!"

The possessed Lao Wangtou put down the wine bottle and praised it repeatedly, saying it was a good wine.

"Um...Old immortal, can you help me forget it..."

Zhang Tiezhu asked in a low voice.

"Gangzi...I want Gangzi..."

Gang?

"What's the bar?" Zhang Tiezhu asked helplessly.

This old immortal’s requirements may be too much.

"Cao Juan, Cao Juan..."

Grass roll?

cigarette?

Zhang Tiezhu had this idea in his mind.

There is also a pack of cigarettes on Lao Wangtou's table.

He hurriedly opened it, took one out, and handed it to Lao Wangtou.

The possessed Lao Wangtou took the cigarette, and then Zhang Tiezhu carefully used the fire to help light it.

Under normal circumstances......

The job of serving the old immortal comes from the two gods, also called helpers.

But Zhang Tiezhu came too early and in a hurry, and Lao Wangtou had no time to call the two gods...

Normally, when passing a roll of grass, it needs to be lit before it can be handed over.

But the old immortal possessing Lao Wang's head didn't take any notice.

It also saw that... Zhang Tiezhu didn't understand anything.

"Ba" "Ba"

The old fairy possessing Lao Wang's head smoked out a cigarette in just two strokes.

Zhang Tiezhu saw it really...

Two mouths?

One cigarette and it’s gone!

Awesome!

"Old immortal...me, what's the matter with me?"

Zhang Tiezhu asked in a low voice.

His attitude was as respectful as that of a third grandson.

"I know everything about you...You bastard, you offended Huang Jiaxian, and now they are pestering you, refusing to let you go, and want to take revenge on you."

The possessed old Wangtou made a sharp and harsh old lady's voice from his mouth.

"I know...what should I do so that it will let me go?"

Zhang Tiezhu said to himself, Old Immortal, don’t you think this is nonsense?

He told Lao Wangtou what happened just now.

"Well... I'll ask it what it wants, Eight Treasures Arhat, just wait..."

Eight Treasures Arhat?

You mean me?

It's probably also slang.

Zhang Tiezhu nodded repeatedly: "Old immortal, it's up to you!"

He entrusted all his hopes to the old immortal who possessed Lao Wangtou.

After a while...

"Little baby, pick a good grave...it will kill you."

Zhang Tiezhu: "..."


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